I have been athletic, but I've struggled with my weight and definitely with food most of my life. There are countless reasons why I might have felt the need to "armor" myself with "layers" of protection, but I don't need them anymore. God has healed me in so many ways.

So here I am, living in a body, I don't feel like I belong in anymore and feeling overwhelmed with the Herculean task of getting to where I would like to be. Don't get me wrong, I am truly blessed. I am a work in progress, but I like me. I have a husband, who loves me, just the way I am, and tells me I'm beautiful every single day.

But after a myriad of attempts, some more successful than others, I am ready for a new way to be. I have heard for years, "Diets don't work, you must make a life-style change". I know this to be true, but I am ready for this change--I think, for the very first time in my life.

I know that change won't happen overnight or even over many, many nights. So, I commit to becoming the me that I feel I am meant to be, until...until I am me.